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Sir Paxton of Corbeau. Paxton manages to weasel his way through three of the Knights of Destiny Series before he's finally brought down. But we meet him for the first time (chronologically) in my latest book, FOR THIS KNIGHT ONLY.
Paris, February, 1194
In a crisp, star-crinkled midnight sky, haloed by a ring of clouds, the late-winter moon hung low. Shadows spiked across the courtyard, ghostly reminders of the dormant trees from which they slipped. A smaller shadow flicked between them, moving silently toward the castle’s black bulk.
The snap of heel against rock was deadened in the closeness of the cold air, yet it seemed to ring in Sir Paxton of Corbeau’s ears. He flattened against the stone wall, then eased to the edge and carefully peered around the corner. No one in sight.
Why the hell am I trying to hide? He was a knight returned from a dangerous mission and should be welcomed. No doubt he would be, soon.
He’ll do anything for land, even marry her; she’ll do anything for her people, except marry him. If only either had a choice. It’s a marriage only love can save.
Sir Roark will do anything to gain land, even beguile an unwilling lady into marriage. He knows she’s much better off with a man to take control of her besieged castle, to say nothing of her desirable person. But it isn’t long before he discovers that, although her eyes sparkle like sunlight on sea waves, her stubbornness alone could have defeated Saladin.
Lady Alyss is determined to hold her family’s castle, protect her people, and preserve her freedom— until her brother’s dying wish binds her to a stranger. Still, she’ll allow no rugged, over-confident, appealing knight to usurp her authority, even if she must wed him. Especially since he thinks a lady’s duties begin and end with directing servants. Alyss has a few surprises for her new all-too-tempting lord.
But when a common enemy threatens everything, Roark and Alyss face a startling revelation. Without love, neither land nor freedom matters.